My Sister's Tits
By CactusJuggler
My Sister's Tits
By CactusJuggler
The author of this story (cactusjuggler) reserves all rights to
this story--reproducing or posting this story without the
author's permission is prohibited.
This is the first story I wrote for usenet (way back in '95), so
I apologize in advance for the rough writing.
My Sister's Tits
By CactusJuggler
My name is Pamela and this is the story of my sister's
tits, and how she became the most powerful woman alive (and my
owner). You see, my sister isn't pregnant, but her breasts
produce milk. This isn't any ordinary mother's milk, though.
Anyone who is unfortunate enough to taste this milk becomes my
sister's helpless slave, incapable of disobeying her. But we
shouldn't skip ahead, lets start at the beginning...
I was surprised when my sister Nora called me and asked if
she could stop by. We didn't get along, and rarely had any
contact anymore, but she said she really needed to talk to me, so
I agreed. Two years my senior, at 24, Nora lived just across town
but we never even talked to each other anymore, so this was a
real surprise.
The doorbell to my apartment rang, and I got a much bigger
surprise. When I opened the door and saw my sister standing there
with her boyfriend Bob, I couldn't believe my eyes at the size of
her chest! Growing up, Nora and I were both pretty flat-chested,
and Nora had always been really hung up about the size of her
chest. But the Nora that stood on my doorstep was far from flat-
chested! She was wearing tight jeans and a sweatshirt that seemed
to be struggling to cover her huge breasts! Her chest looked
huge!
I couldn't take my eyes off of her, she looked so
different.
I was totally speechless.
"Can we come in?"
I stepped back and motioned them inside. I couldn't take my
eyes off of Nora's chest. How was she so huge? They stepped
inside, and Nora's boyfriend Bob turned and closed the door.
I turned and moved into the tiny "living room" of my little
apartment, and Bob suddenly grabbed me from behind. His hands
snaked up under my arms and then back behind my neck, trapping my
arms helplessly in a full nelson. I began to struggle but he was
way too strong.
"Hey! What are you doing?" I managed to shriek at him.
He didn't appear to hear me as I saw Nora step around in
front of me.
"Get her down on her knees." She told him.
Immediately Bob forced me down, pushing my neck so far
forward that I thought my arms would be ripped from their
sockets. He forced me into a kneeling position, and then let up a
little so that I could look up at her. I looked up at her, and,
once again, I was astounded at the size of her chest.
"Nora, what the hell is wrong with you? Tell him to let go
of me!"
She just smiled at me, and as I watched, grasped the bottom
of her sweatshirt with both hands and pulled it up over breasts,
showing her to not be wearing a braa. I forgot about Bob holding
me down for a moment as I stared at her huge tits! They were
massive, each larger around than a softball! They looked swollen
and firm, and her nipples were hard. The mesmerized daze I was
in, staring at her tits, ended suddenly as she leaned forward and
used both hands to point her right breast in my face. She
squeezed her breast and a fine white stream sprayed in my face.
Her milk was all over my face, and as I turned my head to one
side to avoid it, she moved and sprayed me again. She stepped
back and looked down at me as her milk dripped from my face when
suddenly I noticed how wonderful it smelled! Almost unconsciously
I licked the milk off my lips, and as soon as I tasted it I
wanted more! I hungered for it, I needed it.
"Let her go." Nora commanded Bob, and hearing that voice I
knew at once that I would do anything for her.
Bob let me go, and I looked up at my sister with reverence
in my eyes.
"Stand up." She told me, and standing up, I rushed to obey
her. I wanted nothing more in the world than to please her.
She stepped closer to me, breasts still exposed, and with
one hand pulled my head down to her teat. I eagerly took her
nipple in my mouth and began to suckle. Drinking down milk from
her breast, I was in heaven. It was the most warm, wonderful,
safe feeling you could ever imagine. When I'd sucked for only a
moment she pulled her tit away from me, and I felt the most
profound sense of loss imaginable. I wanted to suckle at her
breast, I wanted to drink more of her glorious milk.
I looked up at my new master, her milk still dribbling from
the corner of my mouth, and saw her smiling the most evil smile.
I watched as she pulled off her sweatshirt altogether and
unzipped her jeans. After stepping out of her jeans Nora pulled
off her panties and kicked them aside. I was completely under the
power of her milk, and I was awed by her beauty. Her huge milk-
swollen breasts stood straight out from her body and on her face
was the look an Empress might have given to a slave in some
ancient time. She sat down in my armchair and spread her legs
wide, motioning for me to come to her.
"Get over here, and lick my cunt, you little bitch." She
ordered me.
Without any hesitation I knelt before my own sister and
lowered my mouth to her sex. She was already excited, her pussy
lips swollen and moist. I never thought about the fact that I was
licking the pussy of my sister, who I couldn't stand. Her milk
made me want to do anything she wanted. I spread her lips,
finding her already wet with her own juices, and began to eagerly
lick and suck at her cunt. She guided my tongue to her clitoris
and held my head there, urging me on. I diddled her clit
furiously with my tongue, faster and faster, until she began to
uncontrollably buck against my face. Eager to please this goddess
I worked even harder, pulling the little pink bud of flesh
between my lips. I alternated sucking at it, and licking at it
until she came, pulling my face so hard against her that I
thought my neck would snap. I continued to lap at her wet cunt as
she came down from her orgasmic high, until she finally pushed me
away.
Nora got up and got dressed, and then ordered me to follow
her outside. I followed her out to the car and docilely sat in
the back seat, hearing Nora tell Bob to take us to "the house".
The car journeyed into an affluent suburb, the houses getting
bigger and more extravagant as we went. Then Bob turned into to
the driveway of a gorgeous house, and as we approached the door
to one its garages began to open. We pulled into the garage and I
followed Nora and Bob inside. The interior of the house was
beautiful. There were about a half dozen people inside the house,
and upon seeing Nora each one assumed a kneeling position.
"Bob, take Pam downstairs to her room, and tie her to the
chair."
Bob immediately led me to the stairway leading down to the
basement. As I passed Nora's kneeling slaves I saw one face flash
a quick look up at me, unlike the other kneeling figures. I
recognized the face, it was Nora's friend Anne. He took me
downstairs, and I saw that the basement was also beautifully
furnished. I was led into a room that looked like a bedroom, with
a bed, a desk and a chair. There was another doorway in the
corner of the room. Bob told me to sit in the chair, and I did.
He left the room and returned a while later with some
clothesline. After tying me securely to the chair, he left me,
locking the door behind him.
I sat there for a time, and gradually the effects of my
sister's milk began to fade. I began to regain a sense of myself,
as her power over me waned. As I regained my senses everything
that had gone on at my apartment flashed through my mind. I began
to cry as I remembered what she had done to me. I had suckled at
my sister's tit like a baby! She had made me lick her cunt! My
own sister had used me like a plaything, and I had happily been
her slave! I was so humiliated. I felt so violated. How had my
sister taken control of my mind?
My crying began to subside as I thought about this bizarre
situation. What was going on with Nora? How had her breasts
gotten so huge? Why was my sister lactating, and more
importantly, how did her milk make me her slave? I was still
trying to figure out what the hell was going on when I heard
noises at the door.
I heard a key in the lock, and then saw Bob as he opened
the door. I thought I had myself composed, but when Nora came
striding into the room I almost lost it. Tears welled up in my
eyes and I had to fight to keep from sobbing again. Once again I
was astounded at the size of her massive tits.
"Hello again, little sister. Bob heard you crying down
here, so I figured you must have regained your senses." She
began.
"Why are you doing this to me Nora? What the hell is going
on?" I began to ask her.
"SSSSShh. Everything in good time. I'm going to explain
everything to you. I want you to understand what's happening to
you." She said, smiling at me as she began her story.
"Do you remember Anne?" She asked.
Anne was Nora's long time best friend in high school, and
I'd seen her upstairs. I nodded.
"Well, after high school, when I started working, Anne went
to the university in the city. We've remained close all these
years. Anne finished her biology degree, and was still at the
university doing graduate work up until three weeks ago when this
all started. Anne was working for a research team that was
testing the development of a synthetic version of a particular
body chemical. The chemical that sends the signal to a woman's
breasts to begin lactating when she is having a baby. The theory
behind the team's research was that by simulating the chemical
that sends the signal, a non-pregnant woman's body could be
tricked into producing milk. This would allow women who have
small breasts a safer way than silicon to get larger. They could
take the drug, their breasts would swell as the glands became
active, and afterward some of the size increase would remain.
From the moment Anne told me what she was working on, I bugged
her every day about somehow getting me into the pool of test
subjects. She wasn't able to, but when the first test of the drug
proved successful, she decided to secretly remove a dose from the
lab for me. Something went wrong though, and Anne accidentally
stole a dose of the drug that wasn't the same as the drug that
was administered to the test group. It was from an earlier
attempt that didn't quite exactly match the body's own chemical
signal. We didn't find that out until long after I had taken the
drug, though." Nora explained to me.
"At first it seemed to work perfectly. In a week my breasts
had swelled from an A cup to a C cup and my bust measurement had
gone up 3 inches. I was ecstatic, and Bob loved the way I looked
with my new larger chest. My breasts were really sore at first,
and I began having to pump off the milk. The whole milk thing
really excited Bob, and soon enough he wanted to taste it. Once
Bob tried it, I knew something strange was going on. He sucked
the milk from my breast until I had to push him away, and then he
begged me to let him empty the other breast! I quickly found that
drinking my milk had done something to him, something that made
him do whatever I wanted! I ordered him around, testing my power
over him, until I found that he was completely subservient to me.
He would do anything I told him to. I was still trying to figure
out what was going on when Anne came over. I decided that I had
to see if my milk would have an effect on other people the same
way it had on Bob. So I used Bob to force Anne to drink my milk,
about the same way we did with you. It worked on Anne just as
well as it had worked on Bob. I was amazed, and thrilled. Somehow
I had gained the power to make Bob and Anne do anything I wished.
I toyed with them for a long time, enjoying my dominance over
them. They were completely enslaved, totally at my mercy. I spent
the next day playing with them, and thinking about what I should
do. I decided I'd better start with the research team, to
guarantee my supply of the drug, in case its effects wore off."
Nora told me, continuing with her story.
"By the end of the next day, I had the whole research team
under my power. For the next week I spent my time testing my
power, and playing with my slaves. I got some money, and this
house. All by feeding people my milk. And every day, my breasts
grew larger. It's only been just this week that the growth has
started to taper off. Look at them now, they're huge!" Nora
laughed, hefting her massive tits.
"The whole time I was testing my milk, I wanted to bring
you here. But I held off until I had everything going according
to plan." She went on.
"But Nora, what do you want with me?" I asked her.
"You? I want to make you suffer. Suffer for all the
attention you got from mom and dad that I didn't. You were always
their favorite, mommy and daddy's little girl. It was always Pam-
this, Pam-that, or 'Pam's so smart'. When you were around it was
like everyone forgot about me. Well who's better now?" She ranted
at me.
I was getting more and more frightened. This was all so
hard to understand. My sister had this incredible power, and she
really seemed to hate me. It was beginning to look really bad for
me.
"I could just feed you my milk like all the other slaves
around here, but what fun would that be? I want you to know
what's happening to you. You are going to be my slave, without my
milk. I'm going to break you down, until you beg to please me."
She told me with an evil smile, waving in two of her slaves.
The two slaves, men I'd never seen before, rushed into the
room and awaited Nora's instruction.
"Untie her." She told them, and they began to work at my
bonds.
As the men began to untie me Nora stepped close in front of
me, and cupped her huge breasts with her hands.
"You see Pam, we're not really sisters anymore. Because of
these," she said, pausing and pushing her tits in my face,
"you're my property now." She said, rubbing my face into her
massive chest.
I tried to resist her, but she just laughed and pulled my
head down into her tits. Through the cloth of her sweatshirt I
could feel her unbound breasts as I smothered in her chest.
Unable to breath, I struggled to get oxygen as I heard my sister
laughing above me.
I was starting to black out when finally she let me go. The
two men had finished untying my bonds. At a gesture from Nora
they pulled me gasping up out of the chair and forced me to my
knees before her. They stood on either side of me, each holding
an arm, pinning me down as I tried to catch my breath.
"I have other things to attend to just now, but I'll give
you one last gift before I go." She said, almost giggling.
Nora motioned, and a hand grabbed my hair and pulled my
head back painfully. Nora stepped in front of me and turned
around. Backing towards me, Nora squatted slightly and my vision
was filled her with her round denim ass as she sat back on my
face. My face was buried in the crack of her ass and once again I
couldn't breath. I felt her buttocks tighten as she suddenly
farted! She farted in my face! I could hear her laughter begin
anew. I was so humiliated. She rubbed her ass in my face for a
moment more, and then stepped away from me. I couldn't hold back
the tears, and as the guards let go of me I collapsed to the
floor, sobbing. Nora gestured to her slaves and had them grab the
clothesline that had tied me, and leave the room.
Looking down at me, Nora smiled once again.
"This is just the beginning. When your training is done
you'll beg for the honor of kissing my ass. Tonight your training
will begin." She told me, as she stepped out of the room, closing
the door behind her.
I heard the door lock and I just lay there sobbing in my
humiliation. How could this be happening to me?
I lay there for a long time, crying on and off as I thought
about what had happened to me. Everything seemed almost unreal to
me. It was like I was caught in some horrible nightmare that just
wouldn't end. I must have been in shock, my mind just couldn't
handle what was happening to me. Every time I tried to think
about Nora and her story, I would just start to lose it again as
I thought about the things she had done to me. I began to sob
once more as I again remembered the things she had done to me.
She had made me suck milk from her breast as if I were a baby.
She had made me lick her to an orgasm, and the skin on my face
still felt tight with her dried up juices. She had sat on my
face, and farted! The worst of it was remembering how I had felt
when I was under the influence of her milk. I had been her eager
slave. I would've done anything she had told me to. Not just
that, but I would have been happy about doing it. She'd had total
power over me.
Finally I stopped crying, and managed to get up enough
energy to check out my cell. I stood up and inspected the room.
It was almost as big as my whole apartment, and it was carpeted.
The first thing I did was try the door, and I was unsurprised to
find it locked from the outside. Looking to the back of the room
I once again noticed the other door in the corner. Opening the
other door revealed a bathroom, complete with a full bathtub and
shower, also much larger and nicer than the bathroom in my
apartment. In the cabinet below the sink I found towels, soap,
and other toiletry items. I grabbed the soap, toothbrush, and
toothpaste, and quickly washed Nora's juices from my face and
brushed my teeth. Feeling a little better, I went back into the
room. The bed was queen size and looked comfortable. I opened all
the dresser drawers and the drawers on the desk and night table.
All the drawers proved to be empty. Laying down on the bed, I
curled up on my side and thought once again about what had
happened to me. The bed was quite comfortable, and I drifted off
to sleep with the lights still on.
I was awaked suddenly by the sound of a key in the door. I
sat up and watched as Nora and Anne walked in, followed by the
two men who had held me down earlier. One of the men closed the
door as Nora and Anne walked over to the side of the bed. Nora
stopped in front of me, and standing with her feet about shoulder
width apart stood smiling, hands on her hips. Seeing her smiling
there in front of me I almost began to cry once more.
"How are you doing Pam?" Nora smiled at me.
"Did you miss your big sister?" She joked.
I didn't have any idea what to say to her. I was just so
frightened, it was like I was paralyzed.
"Do you remember Anne?" Nora smiled down at me.
"Anne isn't under the influence of my milk, but she still
serves me. Don't you Anne." Nora said without looking at her.
"Yes, goddess Nora." Anne replied.
"Anne, why don't you show Pam how you feel about me. Get
down and kiss my ass." Nora ordered Anne, still smiling at me.
I watched as Anne flicked her eyes up at me, and then
docilely knelt behind Nora and pressed her face to Nora's ass.
There was something about Nora, something that frightened
me. I was almost mesmerized by the sight of her. There were more
changes in my sister than just the size of her breasts. She was
so confident now, so sure of herself. It was like she was
radiating power. Standing there with Anne kissing her ass, hands
on her hips, her huge breasts standing out, my sister truly
frightened me. She had such force of will now.
"Okay, Anne, just kneel down in front of me." Nora ordered
her, and she quickly obeyed.
"You see Pam, Anne was my best friend, and I still wanted
to have her to talk to, undrugged. But first she had to prove
that she was willing to serve me, without the influence of my
milk. So, for the last week Anne has served as my personal
servant. To prove that she understood that I am the one with the
power here, Anne served my every whim, completely free of my
milk's power. We had a few problems at first, but she learned her
place well. So I've decided that she is ready to take her place
by my side, as my head slave. Anne you will be my second in
command, you'll help run things by taking care of little details
for me. Stand up Anne." Nora commanded.
Anne stood up in front of Nora, and Nora reached out to her
and pulled her close, hugging her. Anne began to cry softly as
Nora hugged her.
"I will instruct all of my slaves that from now on, you are
head slave, and to obey your commands as if they were mine. You
will be addressed as 'mistress Anne' from now on." Nora told her,
proudly, as Anne stepped back.
"I'm glad that you're with me now, Anne. But that leaves a
little problem. I need a new personal servant, don't I?" She
said, smiling down at me.
"Your first job, Anne, will be to train my sister here to
serve me willingly as you do. Teach her to show the proper
respect to her owner. I have a lot of things to attend to, so why
don't you devote your attention to training my sister. I think
you'll find that the easiest way will be to teach her to serve
you as if you were me. Use her the way I've used you this past
week. I'll check you progress regularly. Feel free to use these
slaves, and any others you need." Nora told her, pointing at the
two men.
"Yes Goddess Nora. I'll teach her well." Anne replied,
wiping away her tears.
I was still sitting on the edge of the bed, just a few feet
from where Nora stood.
"I've got things to do, but you may begin immediately.
Before I leave though, why don't you have Pam kiss my ass." Nora
told her.
"Yes goddess Nora." She replied and immediately turned to
face me.
I had hope that Anne wouldn't be too bad. She had been
taken control of just like I had, and had been forced to serve as
Nora's slave. I hoped that this would make her sympathize with me
a little. I found out immediately that this was not the case as
Anne waved the two men over.
"Kiss goddess Nora's ass, slave." Anne ordered me, harshly.
I didn't even reply to her, I just backed away, up onto the
bed. Anne motioned to the two men and they grabbed me and pulled
me off of the bed.
"Get her down on her knees." Anne told them, and once again
the two men forced me to kneel behind my sister.
Nora stood facing away from me, her ass only inches from my
face.
"Ask your goddess's permission to kiss her ass." Anne told
me.
I didn't say anything, and only a moment passed when I
suddenly felt Anne's hand snake around me and take hold of my
nipples. She just grasped them lightly as she growled in my ear,
"ASK your goddess's permission to kiss her ass."
Once again I paused, and this time I was plunged into pain
as Anne cruelly pinched my nipples. I cried out involuntarily as
she twisted them viciously. I could barely think, I was in such
pain. Finally Anne let up. I couldn't bear the thought of her
doing it again.
"Can I kiss your ass?" I managed quietly, my nipples still
feeling as if they were on fire.
I was rewarded with an open-handed blow to the head from
behind me. The sudden pain was startling.
"You will always address your goddess as goddess Nora."
Anne corrected me.
I didn't want her to hit me again, it was all happening so
fast. I wanted to resist, but I couldn't. I was just too scared.
"May I kiss your ass goddess Nora?" I forced myself to say.
"Louder, and say please this time, slave." Nora told me,
enjoying the moment.
"May I please kiss your ass goddess Nora?" I said, louder
this time.
"Go ahead, slave. Kiss my ass." Nora answered.
As much as I didn't want to get hit anymore, I still
couldn't bring myself to do it.
"Do it!" Anne yelled at me.
Seeing that I wasn't going to do it voluntarily, Anne began
pushing the back of my head forward. I tried to fight her, but I
only managed to hold my head back for a moment before she forced
my face forward against Nora's denim-covered ass. Anne held my
face deep into the crack of Nora's ass as she pushed back against
my face. I was suffocating again until Nora moved slightly away
and I could suddenly breath again.
"Now what do you say?" I heard Nora ask.
I was gasping for breath, and I had no idea what she meant.
"Thank goddess Nora for letting you have the privilege of
kissing her ass!" Anne yelled at me.
Obviously this was some ritual that Nora had made Anne
perform, and Anne was enjoying seeing someone else take her
place. I was still gasping for breath as Nora suddenly pushed her
ass back in my face. Once and again I was deprived of light and
oxygen as my sister sat on my face. She smothered me much longer
this time, until I began to pass out. My vision was beginning to
flash white/black, white/black, when Nora finally stepped away
and turned to face me. The moment her ass was away from my face I
began to gasp in deep breaths. The men holding me let go of my
arms and I fell in a heap at Nora's feet. I could hear her
chuckling above me as I began to regain my wind.
"Well little sister, what do you have to say now? Would you
like me to sit on your face again?" Nora smirked down at me.
"Thank you for let-letting me k-kiss your ass, goddess
Nora." I managed to croak.
"Well, that's a start, I guess. She's in your hands now
Anne. Have fun with her." Nora told Anne as she headed for the
door.
The door closed behind Nora, and I was left gasping on the
floor with Anne and the two men remaining.
"Undress her." She ordered.
I didn't have the energy to fight as the men unfastened and
removed my clothes. The two men remained standing near me as I
lay there naked before Anne.
"Now we'll begin, slave." Anne began.
"From now on, you will address me as mistress Anne. You
will learn to obey my every command, to serve my every wish. I'm
going to use you the same way your sister used me." Anne told me,
obviously getting more and more excited with each passing moment.
"And let me explain for you what Nora made me do. Because
you're going to do everything that I did for her, for me. She
made me go down on her all the time. I wasn't allowed to speak
unless she spoke to me. She punished me by sitting on my face,
like she just did to you, or by having her male slaves rape me.
She made me worship her ass, her pussy, her tits. I had to feed
her, and dress her. I even had to wipe for her when she used the
toilet." Anne told me.
"I don't understand why you're doing this, Anne. Nora made
you serve her with her milk, but why are you still doing what she
wants now?" I asked her.
"Why? Because Nora is the one with the power. If I do what
she wants, I'll be rewarded, I'll have power too." Anne told me.
Anne waved at the two men, and they pulled me up off the
floor by my arms. I was still breathing heavily, and too weak to
even try to fight. Anne took off her pants, panties and t-shirt,
and left them in a pile on the floor. Standing there naked,
Anne's large breasts that Nora had always envied suddenly looked
small by comparison.
"But what about all the horrible things she forced you to
do?" I asked, trying to reason with her.
"Now she's got you! She was only teaching me a lesson, she
really hates you. And besides, every humiliation I suffered at
her hands, you and these other slaves are going to suffer at
mine. I know how she felt when she was using me, and its awesome.
I'm willing to be her slave if it means I'll have some power of
my own. For every time I had to lick goddess Nora's cunt, you're
going to lick mine. For every time she sat on my face, I'm going
to sit on yours." Anne smiled evilly at me.
"Speaking of which, lay her down on the bed." Anne ordered.
They forced me down onto the bed, so I was lying on my
back. I tried to fight but the two of them held me there easily.
I watched as Anne climbed onto the bed and then straddled me,
putting one knee down on either side of my head. Sitting back
slightly, Anne lowered her sex until it was not quite touching my
face. The hairs of her pussy brushed lightly against my nose and
mouth, and I could smell her pungent aroma. Sitting down slightly
more, Anne brushed my mouth and nose with her sex, leaving a wet
trail that proved her excitement. I still had my mouth closed as
she finally sat on my face, rubbing her wet cunt against my
mouth.
"Lick my pussy, slave."
I kept my mouth closed, refusing to do what she wished, and
she moved slightly forward so that my nose was also enveloped my
the folds of her sex. I tried wiggle free, but she just put her
whole weight down onto my face and smothered me in her wet cunt.
Again I was unable to breath, and I was just too beaten to fight
anymore. Unable to help myself, I gave in, and pushed my tongue
up into her sex. As I began to lick her, she let up her weight
and let me breath. She was already really excited, and her juices
were already all over my face as she hovered over me. I licked up
and down the length of her slit. As my tongue pushed deep inside
her, she sat down, pushing my head into the bed as my tongue
delved deeper and deeper into her opening. She moved herself
slightly so that my tongue was at her clit and I began lapping at
it, trying to keep her happy. Anne began to moan, faster and
faster as I frantically worked at her clit. I licked and sucked
at her until she finally orgasmed, crying out loudly.
Anne made me lick her cunt clean of her juices and then she
began to get up. Finally she was getting up, I thought, as she
turned around so that she faced away from me.
"Well, you didn't do too bad, but I think you might have
enjoyed that a bit too much." Anne chuckled as I looked up at her
ass.
What could she want now, I wondered as she began to sit
back down on my face! I was looking up at her back as she lowered
her ass towards my face. I began to try to struggle once more as
I watched Anne reach back and spread the cheeks of her ass,
exposing her anus as she lightly touched it to my mouth.
"Lick my asshole." She told me.
I couldn't see anything but her ass as I struggled in vain
against my captors. I wasn't going to do this. But even as I
struggled, I knew what was coming. I kept my mouth tightly closed
as Anne sat down on my face. Once more I was smothering under
her, as she rubbed the sweaty crack of her ass down into my face.
"You silly little bitch. You'd better learn to like this.
Your sister made worship her ass all the time. You're going to
get to know her ass very well." Anne laughed above me as she sat
there on my face.
Anne lifted her ass slightly and I gasped for breath. As my
breathing calmed once again I tentatively touched Anne's ass with
my tongue. I managed to bring myself to lightly lick the inner
curve of her buttock, tasting her salty sweat.
"I told you to lick my asshole!" Anne yelled, adjusting
herself again so that her anus was directly over my mouth.
Sticking out my tongue, I forced myself to do as she
wished. I lightly caressed the tight wrinkled ring of her anus
with my tongue.
"Now kiss it, kiss my asshole."
I brought my lips together, and did as she wished, lightly
pressing them to her anus.
"Good girl. It feels good to kiss your mistress's ass,
doesn't it? Now, stick your tongue inside, stick your tongue up
my ass." She ordered me.
I knew she would sit back on my face if I didn't do as she
wished. So, fighting my feelings of disgust and humiliation, I
pushed my tongue up at her anus. I pushed my tongue up through
the tight ring, forcing it past the muscles clenching inward. As
I pushed it up inside of her, Anne gasped. As I thrusted my
tongue up, Anne pushed down onto my face forcing my tongue even
deeper into her ass. Sitting down hard on my face for a moment,
Anne pushed off of my face as she climbed off of me.
"Bring her." Anne told the men, climbing off the bed and
moving to the door.
She had one of the slaves unlock the door and she walked
past him into the room beyond. The men dragged me along behind
her and I saw that this room was some sort of living room. There
were two couches and a large television and stereo. Anne sat down
on the couch and flicked on the television, motioning to the men
to bring me to her.
"Get her on her knees." Anne ordered.
They forced me to kneel before her. Looking at me, she
leisurely stroked herself. It was obvious that this whole
domination thing was turning her on.
"Why don't you tell me how much you enjoyed licking my
cunt." Anne told me.
I didn't know what to say. I wanted to keep her happy, but
this was so humiliating.
"I enjoyed licking you." I managed.
Anne looked angrily at me, and motioned to one of the men
holding me.
"Take off your pants and underwear, and beat off." She told
him.
While the other slave held me in place before her, the
other did as she wished.
"You will call me mistress Anne. Now try again."
"I enjoyed licking you, mistress Anne." I tried.
"Tell me how much you liked licking my cunt." She ordered,
amused with making me do this.
"I really liked licking your cunt, mistress Anne."
"You want to lick me some more, don't you. Beg me to let
you bury your face in my cunt." She smiled.
"Please let me lick your cunt, mistress Anne." I said
quietly.
"I know you can do better than that, lets try some
incentive." She smiled, motioning to the men behind me.
The man holding me lifted my shoulders up and forward so
that I was on my hands and knees with my face only inches from
Anne's crotch. In this position my ass was in the air, exposed,
and I felt the other slave moving behind me. Before I could even
try to react, I felt as the slave pushed his hard cock against my
sex, spreading my lips. I cried out as he rammed himself inside
me in one smooth thrust. As he rammed into me, my face was driven
into Anne's crotch. He had to be huge, it felt like he was
tearing me apart. He didn't keep stroking, he just forced himself
inside me, and held there. Painful though it was, I found myself
getting excited. I felt so full with his cock, I couldn't help
myself. Suddenly Anne grabbed me by my hair and pulled my head up
painfully.
"Now beg to lick my cunt!" She yelled at me.
"Please mistress Anne, let me lick your cunt." I cried out,
willing to do anything to get her to let go of my hair.
She just rammed my face down into her crotch, holding my
head there by my hair. I heard her say something, and suddenly
the man behind me withdrew his cock until it was almost out of
me, and then rammed it home once more. He began stroking smoothly
in and out of me, driving my mouth against Anne's slit with each
stroke. I began to lick and suck at her cunt as he fucked me. As
he drove into me, I began to unconsciously push back to meet him,
driving him deeper inside me. I couldn't help it, I was starting
to enjoy it.
"I think you're having a little bit too much fun." She told
me.
Suddenly the slave's throbbing member withdrew entirely
from me. My clit was throbbing, and I wished he hadn't stopped.
"This isn't for your pleasure, it's for mine." Anne told
me, as I continued to lick her.
Anne continued to hold my face to her crotch as I suddenly
felt something wet touch my anus. Before I could react I felt
incredible pain as the slave behind me forced the head of his
cock past the tight ring of my anus. I cried out as I pushed
forward, driving my face deeper into Anne's crotch, attempting to
get away from the horrible pain. There was no escape, and the
pain was unbelievable as he forced his cock slowly into my ass.
His long slow thrust felt as if it was killing me. Finally his
entire length was inside me. I felt as if I was going to die.
"Keep licking, you little bitch, or it'll get even worse."
I heard Anne order from above me.
I did my best to ignore the incredible pain as I returned
to licking Anne's sopping cunt. My ass felt as if it was on fire
as the slave began to fuck my ass slowly. With each great stroke
it felt as if the invading flesh was surely damaging something
vital inside me. I couldn't help but cry out into Anne's cunt
with each stroke. I could barely move, the pain was so intense,
but I managed to continue diddling Anne's clit. My torment must
have excited Anne incredibly, as she quickly came, pulling my
face hard against her crotch as she cried out. A moment after
Anne came, she motioned to the slave fucking me and he pulled
himself out of my abused ass. I slumped forward against Anne's
crotch as I tried to recover from the agony I'd just felt.
"Get up. You're not finished yet. Give this slave some
relief. Suck his cock until he is finished." Anne smiled down at
me.
I didn't have the energy to resist as the slave who had
been holding me pulled me around to kneel facing my rapist. When
I turned I saw for the first time the huge cock that had just
ravished my ass. It had to be nine inches long and almost two
across. He pulled my head down to his cock, and yanking my hair
to open my mouth, forced its huge purple head into my mouth. I
could barely fit my mouth around the monster as I tasted my own
juices and the bitter taste of my ass. Holding my head with both
hands he forced himself back until he touched my throat. I could
take less than a third of it into my mouth. He began pumping his
cock in and out several inches, fucking my head. His strokes
began to come faster and faster. Suddenly I felt the first
twitching spasm as he began to come. I felt his hot semen explode
into my throat as he held himself deep inside my mouth. I could
do nothing but swallow as his huge cock twitched several more
times, shooting his load into my throat. Anne made lick his cock
clean before she decided I was done.
The rest of that day and night took an eternity. Anne
abused me constantly. I lost all my will to fight, and learned to
obey Anne quickly. I spent hours worshipping her ass and pussy,
and licking and sucking at her tits. True to her word, Anne
required me to wipe for her when she used the toilet, making me
lick her afterwards to ensure I had done a good job. My torment
seemed to never end as she enjoyed toying with her power over me.
As the days passed it seemed like Anne had my face in her
crotch at least once every hour while she was awake. While she
slept I lay by the foot of her bed on the floor, only to be
awoken whenever Anne felt horny. She taught me to always kneel in
her presence, and to not speak unless spoken to. I licked and
kissed every inch of her body. I was forced to worship her tits,
her ass, and most of all her steamy cunt. My spirit was broken,
my will to fight destroyed. The never ending chain of punishment
and humiliation was too much for me to bear. And if what Anne did
to me during those days was bad, it was nothing in comparison
with the few times I saw Nora. Each time my sister found the time
to check in on me, she took the time to humiliate me. Nothing
could be more humiliating than my own sister forcing me to
worship her ass, to service her with my tongue. Anne's training
program was working, because as much as I hated her and my
sister, I feared them even more. When Nora would strut into the
room, I was stunned by her force of will, by her beauty. She had
a sort of healthy glow about her, whereas I looked more and more
bedraggled each day. When I looked at my sister and her huge
breasts, I was really and truly frightened. So I was really
terrified when, after a week of breaking me down, Anne told me it
was time for me to become Nora's full time servant.
Anne took me naked upstairs, my first time out of the
basement since my arrival. The house was beautiful, obviously
decorated by someone who had money and taste. It was late
morning, and there were a half dozen people moving around in the
house as we passed through the first floor. Climbing the stairs
to the second floor, I was a walking zombie. Anne's week of
deprivations had broken me down, I was meek as a mouse. Stopping
at a door guarded by two muscular men, Anne knocked softly.
Hearing a muffled "Come in.", Anne opened the door slightly
and stuck her head inside.
"Goddess Nora, I've brought your sister. She is ready to
serve you now." I heard Anne say.
Nora must have motioned for her to come in, or said
something that I didn't hear, because Anne suddenly pushed the
door wider open and dragged me inside.
Nora was sitting on the bed, her back propped up by several
pillows. She was naked, covered up to her waist by a thick
comforter. My eyes were drawn to her huge breasts, exposed above
the blanket. As I looked at her chest, Nora's eyes caught mine
and she smiled that smug smile. She knew she had me. Knew I was
terrified. I quickly lowered my eyes, and as I did I saw my
mother curled up beside the bed. Our mother! She was laying naked
on her side, all curled up. She looked like she was asleep, but
she seemed to have a content little smile on her face.
"Well Anne, does this little bitch know her place now?"
"Yes goddess Nora."
"Lets see." Nora smiled.
Nora threw back the blanket and rolled onto her side so
that we were facing her bared ass.
"Pam, Kiss my ass." Nora ordered imperiously.
I didn't even think about disobeying. I knelt by the side
of the bed and pressed my face between the soft fleshy curves of
my sister's asscheeks. As I kissed her ass I thought about my
mother laying on the floor on the other side of the bed. What was
Nora doing to her?
As I thought about my mother I felt Nora grab a handful of
my hair. She pulled my head up roughly so I was only inces away
from her, looking right at her over her ass.
"You pathetic little wretch. Why do you exist?" She asked
me.
Anne had trained me well, I knew how to respond.
"I exist only to please you goddess Nora." I said.
"That's right, you're nothing. You're on earth to be my
playtoy. Nobody matters anymore but me. Every person alive is
just as pathetic as you. Do you realize how lucky you are? You
get to serve the most powerful woman alive. Me." She said to me,
smiling evilly.
Looking at her, I was totally beaten. She was in control of
me and there was nothing I could do about it. And there was
something even more pathetic than my inability to fight her will.
As I kept my eyes away from Nora's face, I couldn't help but
stare at the huge tits. Just looking at them I felt a touch of
that warm wonderful feeling I'd experienced when I tasted her
milk. Against myself I found myself wanting to suckle again!
Nora pushed my face back down to her ass, and I buried my
face in her crack once more. Thinking about my desire for her
milk, I was so humiliated and disgusted with myself.
"Anne, you've done a good job. Pam always was a little ass-
kisser." Nora said, laughing at her joke.
"You've done well Anne, and I think you deserve a reward."
Nora told her, pushing me away from her ass and sitting back
down.
"To reward you I think I'll let you lick my cunt." Nora
told her, spreading her legs.
I knelt down beside the bed as Anne quickly moved between
Nora's open legs. Smart enough to act as if she was happy with
her "reward", Anne hopped to her job. As Anne buried her face in
my sister's cunt, I found myself unable to stop thinking about
Nora's tits. Anne worked eagerly at Nora's crotch sucking and
slurping as I knelt there wondering at Nora's power over me. I
couldn't help it, I really wanted to drink from her teat. I
couldn't stop thinking about how wonderful it had been to taste
her milk. The sounds coming from Nora began to reach a crescendo
as Anne licked her to orgasm. Finally Nora pushed her away.
"Thank you goddess Nora for letting me lick you." Anne
said.
Anne was really good at playing Nora's games. She was
willing to take the abuse for the chance to ride Nora's coat-
tails and get a little power of her own. I knew what a good petty
tyrant she could be. She really enjoyed it. It was good to see
that Nora still used her like she used everybody else. As much as
I hated my sister, it was still nice to see Anne doing the
licking for once.
Nora let out a long sigh of contentment as she rested
against the pile of pillows.
"You can go." Nora told Anne, with a dismissive wave.
"Get up mom." Nora casually ordered her.
I looked once again at my mother. She was definitely under
the influence of Nora's milk, she looked so happy and content to
obey Nora's commands.
"Who is better mom, me or Pam?" Nora asked our mother while
smiling at me.
"Of course you are, goddess Nora." She replied.
"You see Pam, our dear parents now know which daughter is
really better. How about you? Do you think you're better than I
am?" She asked me.
"No goddess Nora." I answered.
"Tell me how you compare to me." She goaded me.
"I'm nothing compared to you, goddess Nora."
"That's right, very good. You're nothing. Just a pathetic
worthless little wretch that kisses my ass. Isn't that right?"
She continued, enjoying herself.
"Yes goddess Nora."
"What do you think about old mom here?" She asked.
I was confused. What did she want to hear?
"I don't know what you mean, goddess Nora." I tried.
"Doesn't she seem happy to serve me? She's been doing your
job for you, while Anne trained you. But I guess now that you're
here I can send her away. Mom, come here." Nora said.
I watched as our mother moved to Nora's side. Nora reached
up and pulled our mother's head down to her chest. It was
disgusting to see our own mother lovingly attach her lips to
Nora's nipple and begin sucking, eyes closed. Even worse was that
I wished I could be in her place! Nora watched her with amusement
for a moment and then pushed her away.
"Go report to Anne." Nora told her.
Our mother looked happy as she moved out of the room,
leaving me alone with Nora. I didn't even think about trying to
resist her, I was too frightened and confused. It still seemed as
if I was trapped in some horrible nightmare, even though I knew
it was for real.
Nora turned her attention to me. Swinging her legs off my
side of the bed, Nora stood up. I feared and hated my sister, but
I had to admit to myself that her body was beautiful. She towered
over me with a confident healthy glow about her.
"Stand up, little sister." She ordered me. We had always
been the same height, but as I stood Nora seemed somehow bigger
than I was. She was healthy and pampered and I had been abused
and underfed for a week.
"You have no idea how much fun it is to be me. How exciting
it is to be able to do whatever I want. And I've felt like
hitting you for a long time." She told me. I had kept my eyes
lowered as I stood in front of her, so I barely started to see it
coming as she slapped me hard across the face. She hit me so hard
it rocked my head to the side. My cheek stung and my vision
blurred. I tried to raise my arm and protect myself as she
slapped me again, but it didn't help as the pain exploded once
more along my face. Falling to my knees I tried to grab her
around her legs and pull her down, but she just laughed at me as
I struggled at her in vain. Reaching down she pried one of my
arms from around her and forced it easily behind my back. Forcing
my arm up painfully behind my back, Nora stepped aside and pushed
me down to the floor. Wrenching my arm so hard I thought it was
torn from its socket, Nora turned me over on by back and punched
me in the stomach. I gasped for breath as Nora turned to face
away from me and, carefully placing her round ass, sat on my
face. I was already out of breath, and in pain, and I rapidly
began to black out once more. I could hear Nora laughing above me
as I smothered in her ass.
"Remember, I can do whatever I want. I can do anything I
want with you. Anything." She said, finally climbing off of my
face.
And she proved that to me constantly in the days and nights
that followed. I was Nora's personal servant, making her life as
easy as possible. I did everything for her. I was her gopher,
servant, sex-slave and anything else she desired. Nora never
missed an opportunity to humiliate me for her enjoyment. Day
after day went by and I began to become accustomed to being my
sister's slave. There was nothing I could do about it, I was
constantly guarded. My sister had destroyed my life. She had
become powerful beyond my wildest dreams, and I was reduced to
being her servant.
As I served my sister I gradually learned more about her
power. She had done a lot of experimenting and careful testing of
the effects of her milk. The research team had refined the drug
she was taking now into a pill form that Nora took once each
week. She kept the drug carefully guarded, in the only part of
the house that Anne was not allowed. One of her slaves had the
job of reminding her each week to take the pill. Her breasts
would continue to produce the milk for a time after she stopped
taking the drug, but taking the pill each week would maintain the
optimum amount of drug in her system to maintain maximum milk
production. Nora now knew much more about the effects of her
milk. A person who tasted only a half ounce of her milk would be
under her control for two or three hours. Drinking several ounces
would put a person under her power for several days. Nora also
found that there was a cumulative effect to the milk's power. Any
victim who tasted her milk more than once was effected for a
longer duration each time. She had slaves that she now only fed a
dose of milk once every two weeks. And the research team
predicted that those slaves regularly fed her milk would quickly
become permanently effected.
Her breasts produced a huge amount of milk, more than she
needed for the slaves she fed regularly. Because her body was
producing so much excess milk, Nora stored it for later use. The
research team was busy studying how long the milk could be stored
and still be effective. Nora enjoyed having me pump the milk from
her huge tits. She loved having me handle each massive breast,
she loved knowing how much I wanted to suckle at them. How much I
wanted to drink her milk. Working at her breasts, smelling that
unbelievable aroma of her milk, I couldn't help but long to taste
her milk again. In my mind I hated her, but the smell of her milk
washed all that away. When I smelled that smell I wanted to taste
her milk again more than anything.
She loved toying with me, playing with her power over me.
Every so often she would allow me the tiniest taste of her milk.
Never letting me have very much, so that I would retain my senses
while she made me serve her. When I would taste her milk it
affected me the same way each time. Just like that first time in
my apartment. It made me helpless, it made me love her. It made
me love the person I hated most in the world. Each time she did
this, each time she let me taste her milk, I was more ashamed and
humiliated when it wore off. I hated her so much. God how I
envied her power. She had absolute power over me, and there was
nothing I could do about it. I was just a toy to her. She could
just stick her tit in my face and I'd gladly suck my life away.
But that wasn't enough for Nora. What had I ever done to her to
deserve this?
I thought a few times about trying to escape, but it just
didn't seem possible. I was guarded night and day. I wasn't even
allowed to leave Nora's master bedroom when she away. There were
always two men watching me, and more downstairs.
And then one afternoon, it happened. Nora was out of the
house, and through some mix-up I was left unguarded. There was no
guard left watching me, what should I do? I had to at least try
to escape.
I wasn't allowed to wear any clothing, and I didn't have
any anyway. Dressing Nora was one of my regular jobs though, so I
began digging through her clothes. A pair of her jeans didn't fit
too bad, they were just a little loose. But all of her tops were
way too big for me. I settled on a large T-shirt. A pair of her
tennis shoes fit me almost perfectly, and I was ready to try to
find a way out of the house. I crept quietly down the upstairs
hallway and peeked down the stairs. I couldn't see anyone. It
wasn't far from the bottom of the stairs to the front door. As
long as there was nobody in the hallway by the door, or at the
door, I might be able to escape. At the bottom of the stairs I
looked cautiously around the corner, and saw no one. Sneaking
quickly to the front door I opened it quietly and slipped out
into the world I hadn't seen in so long. I had been trapped in
Nora's house for more than a month now. No longer caring about
stealth I ran down Nora's long driveway and out onto her street.
Where should I go? I continued to jog down the street as I
thought about it. I couldn't go back to my apartment. I couldn't
go to the police either. Imagine how well telling the police
about my sister's big milk filled breasts would work. They'd
think I was crazy. And that's when I decided I should try to get
to my best friend Jessica's. But how?
I turned onto a bigger street, and after about fifteen
minutes of walking came to another intersection and here was a
convenience store. There was a phone outside, and I quickly
called Jessica's number collect. I waited anxiously as the
operator rang through, hoping desperately that she was home.
Finally the operator was connected and Jessica accepted the
charges. She asked me where I'd been and what had happened to me,
but I cut her off. I told her I desperately needed her help. That
I was in big trouble and that I needed her to come and get me.
Jessica was such a great friend that she didn't even hesitate,
she just asked me where I was. I read the names of the streets at
the intersection and described the convenience store and other
surroundings. She told me she would be right there, and as I hung
up the phone I felt relieved. I was going to be free of my
sister, I was so happy. I sat down at the nearby bus stop bench
to wait and began to think of what I could tell Jessica. I
certainly couldn't tell her the truth. And what was I going to
do?
I didn't even notice the two cars pulling up behind me into
the store's parking lot. As the doors of the first car opened and
Anne and three men got out I realized too late that I had
underestimated how quickly the search would be on. The men were
on me quickly as I tried to flee, and they dragged me screaming
back to the car.
"Thought you could escape, did you? There's no escaping
goddess Nora." Anne told me as they jammed me into the back seat
of the car. Anne ordered them to take me back to the house and
watch me carefully and then she got out and went to the other
car.
One slave drove, and the other two rode on either side of
me in the back seat. Once we were back at the house they took me
down to the room in the basement that I'd been thrown in the
first time. I sat sobbing on the edge of the bed as I awaited my
sister's return. I heard voices outside the room several times,
and Anne stopped to check in on me once, but it was two hours
before my sister finally arrived home. I bet Anne just couldn't
wait to tell her what I had done.
Once more I heard voices and then Nora strode into the
room. She was wearing tight jeans and a shirt with a deep neck
that barely covered her huge mounds. She looked really angry. I
was terrified.
"So you thought you could get away from me, did you?" Nora
said to me, giving me an evil look.
"And I was just beginning to think that you'd adjusted to
being my servant. If you were any other slave and I found you'd
tried to escape, I might just kill you. But since you're my
sister, I'm going to let you continue to serve me. You still have
to learn your lesson somehow, though. Bring in the girl." Nora
ordered.
It was Jessica! They must have waited at the store and
captured her. I watched as two of my sister's slaves dragged my
friend into the room. She struggled as they forced her down onto
her knees in front of Nora. It was horrible to see my best friend
get dragged into this. What had I done?
"Push her down onto her back." Nora commanded.
The slaves made her lay back as Nora wished so that she was
lying on her back with her legs pinned awkwardly under her.
"Pam! Who are these people? What's going on here?" Jessica
cried out to me.
"Since I've decided to let you continue as my servant, I'll
give your punishment to this girl." Nora smiled at me.
Jessica continued to struggle in vain as Nora stepped over
her. Positioning herself carefully, Nora squatted down, lowering
her round ass towards Jessica's face. Jessica began to say
something, but her pleas were cut off as Nora sat on her face. I
watched in horror as Jessica began to struggle fiercely as she
smothered in the soft flesh of Nora's asscheeks.
"Goddess Nora, please. I'll do anything you want, don't
hurt Jessica. She never did anything to hurt you. Please let her
up." I pleaded with Nora.
"No slave, I think this is just what you need to learn your
lesson." Nora laughed as she rubbed her ass in Jessica's face.
I watched as Jessica's struggles began to grow weaker. Nora
just continued to squat over her, smothering her with her ass.
"Please goddess Nora, I'll do whatever you want!" I begged.
Nora just began to laugh. Her huge breasts shaking as she
laughed at me.
"You'll do anything I want, anyway! And you can forget
about your friend. She's worshipping my ass, and I don't think
she even wants up. Think of the honor I'm granting her, letting
her kiss my ass. It's your fault you know. Because of you, this
girl is going to die kissing my ass." Nora explained to me.
Jessica was barely moving now. I struggled at my captors,
but I was unable to break free of their grasp. I watched in
horror as Jessica's body gave one last twitch, and then stopped
moving altogether. Nora had actually done it. She had sat on
Jessica's face until she smothered to death. I began to sob
uncontrollably as I thought about what I had done. If I hadn't
called Jessica she would never have been dragged into this, she
never would have died.
Getting up off of Jessica's lifeless face, Nora told two of
the men to get rid of the body and her car. I tried to control my
tears, but I just cried even harder as I watched them carry her
limp body from the room.
"Stop crying and get over here." Nora ordered me.
I slowly got up and knelt crying in front of her. She had
won. I was hers.
"You know Pam, you're really a pathetic little wretch."
Nora told me.
She reached down and grabbed my tits, squeezing them
painfully.
"I said stop crying. Look at these pathetic little things.
You almost look like a boy!" She laughed at me, twisting even
harder.
Jolted by the pain, I managed to reduce my tears to a
muffled sniffling. Nora stepped closer, pushing her crotch in my
face. I tilted my head to look up at her as she spoke, but all I
could see was the undersides of her massive breasts. I couldn't
even see her face! Nora must have felt me looking up. Using both
hands she cradled her massive globes above me, softly squeezing
them.
"Now these, these are the tits of a goddess." She gloated.
And I had to agree, she was beautiful. I wished I had her
huge chest. I wished I had her power, that I was the one in
control. But it was Nora that had it all, and she was enjoying
every minute of my humiliation.
"Let her go." She ordered, and I was released.
"Undo my top."
My tears drying now, I moved like a zombie. I was totally
cowed. I just got to my feet and stood before her. She stood
imperiously, hands on her hips, watching me haughtily. Her shirt
had buttons down the front. It was straining so tightly that I
had a difficult time undoing the buttons, but finally I had them
all free. Nora lifted her arms and I pulled the shirt off
altogether. Now I was face to face with her massive chest, barely
restrained by a huge bra. There was a small wet circle of her
milk showing at each nipple, and I could already smell that
wonderful aroma.
"Now the bra."
The bra was fastened in back, and I carefully undid it and
freed her confined breasts. Stepping back in front of her, I
found myself attracted against my will to her huge tits.
"Lift them, feel what you don't have." She ordered, knowing
that I was being affected.
Following her orders I cupped the undersides of her
softball sized globes and gently hefted them. The tiny bit of her
milk that dribbled from each of her nipples was enough to excite
in my body the memory of my previous experiences with her milk. I
found myself being drawn to her chest. As I touched those perfect
globes I found myself wanting more and more to suckle like a
child.
"You want to taste my milk, don't you sister? You need it,
you need to soothed by my power. Go ahead, drink from my tit."
She urged me.
I couldn't hold out any longer, my mouth dove to her
nipple. As I began to suckle, once more her power took ahold of
me. In an instant, the person I hated most in the world became
the complete focus of my attention. Under the influence of her
milk I loved her with every fibre of my being. I was like a
child, helpless, eager to suckle at its mothers teat. Nora let me
taste only a tiny bit of her milk before pushing my head away.
Helpless before her, I sank to my knees. Looking down at me she
just laughed. Even as she laughed at me, I wished only to please
this omnipotent being, this goddess before me. And she knew that,
she gloried in the totality of her power as she laughed at my
pathetic state.
I hated my sister more than ever, but I was unable to
resist her. I was just too weak. Seeing Jessica die had done
something to me. Once more I was my sister's servant, and I was
completely cowed, I was Nora's willing plaything. Day in and day
out I served my sister's every whim. It was like the will to
resist her had drained out of me as Jessica's life drained out of
her. As many days passed, blending together in my memory, I was a
better slave than ever.
I was so submissive to Nora's will, so totally under her
power, that she began to grow careless. She was so sure that my
will was broken that she didn't worry about me at all. For the
most part, she was right. I had chances, here and there, to
attempt escape once more, but I was too frightened of her to even
think about it. I was completely broken, I was her little toy.
I was so beaten down that I couldn't even think about
disobeying her, at least almost.
It was a Sunday morning and Nora was asleep in her bed. I,
of course, was laying on the floor at the foot of the bed. My
sister had had my face between her legs on and off all morning,
as she lay langorously in bed. She had spent a long night using
me and some of her other slaves to please her, and she was
spending a lazy morning in bed. Every time she awoke she had me
please her once more. She was resting once again and that's when
I got my big break.
A slave rapped lightly at the door, and this roused Nora
slightly from her sleep.
"What?"
The slave entered, carrying Nora's weekly pill and a glass
of water. Nora saw what he had and motioned for him to set it
down on the dresser. She didn't order me to get up and bring to
her, and she didn't make any sound of movement. Just her usual
steady breathing rhythm of sleep. Could she still be asleep? I
waited a minute, and, gathering what little courage I had left I
raised up to my knees to look at her. It looked like she hadn't
really woken up at all, and had fallen right back to sleep!
As quietly as possible I stood and looked at her pill. It
looked just like the one she had shown me before, a small, round,
white pill that looked very much like an aspirin. Very much like
an aspirin! I picked it up, glancing once again at my sister's
sleeping form. I crept over to the bathroom and ever so quietly
found the bottle of aspirin and fished one out. I compared the
two pills for a moment. They looked very much alike. Not daring
to turn on the water and make a sound, I decided to swallow the
pill dry. I put Nora's pill on my tongue and, tossing my head
back, swallowed it.
I crept back to the dresser and placed the aspirin next to
the glass of water. Lying back down before her bed thoughts raced
through my mind about what I had done. Would she notice? Would my
breasts grow like hers and produce this powerful milk? How long
would it take? Would Nora be immune to the effects of my milk,
because she too had the drug in her system? Would she notice my
breasts growing and figure out what I had done?
I hadn't lay there very long thinking about all this when
my sister awoke once more. I heard a groan as she stretched. My
sister awakened and I began my morning chores as usual, licking
her to an orgasm. When she was done with me she had me bring her
the glass and pill. She didn't even look at it, she just tossed
it back with a mouthful of water. So far so good!
As the day progressed I served Nora as usual, but my
thoughts centered around the pill I had taken. Would it work?
Nothing unusual happened, and I fell asleep that night
wondering how long it would take if it worked. When I awoke my
breasts were sore, and they seemed a bit larger! I tried
squeezing my breast, but there was no milk. Nora didn't seem to
notice anything unusual and the day passed uneventfully.
I awoke in the middle of that night to pain from my sore
breasts. I felt myself and was amazed! They had actually gotten a
little bit larger! As I felt my now larger breasts, I felt
something wet a my nipple! I was producing milk already! I was
amazed. I had no idea that it would work so fast. I lay there in
the dark thinking about what I should do.
Nora would surely notice my growing tits tomorrow.
Especially if I was leaking. Shit. I had to try feeding her what
little milk my breasts produced, tonight. If I didn't, she would
surely figure out what I had done in the morning. But what if the
milk wasn't effective yet? What if it just wouldn't work on her?
I lay there in the dark for at least an hour before I got up the
nerve to try it.
Moving ever so quietly I moved to Nora's side of the bed.
Looking down at her sleeping form, I was terrified of her still.
Her mouth was slightly open, perfect for what I intended. I
paused for a moment, building up my courage, and then I leaned
forward over her. Holding my right breast with both hands I
positioned my nippled just over her open mouth. Squeezing slowly
I watched as a drop of milk formed at the end of my nipple. I
jiggled my tit slightly and the drop fell into her mouth! I
watched as her tongue moved slightly in her mouth, but she didn't
awaken. Moving really slowly, I lowered my wet nipple between her
lips. Squeezing slowly again I forced out a few more drops of my
milk into her mouth. Still asleep, Nora tasted my milk and it
must have worked as she began to suck at my nipple! She was still
asleep, but she sucked hard at my nipple. It quickly became
painful and I had to pull my breast from her mouth.
Suddenly her eyes opened! She was awake! But as she looked
up at me, she kind of smiled. I had seen that smile before, on
the faces of her victims. Had it worked?
"Get up and kiss my ass." I told her.
Even though it was what I was hoping for, I was amazed to
watch as Nora climbed out of bed and knelt behind me. As she
kissed my ass I realized that she was mine. The tables were
turned! I sat down on the edge of Nora's bed, and started to
think once more. Realizing that I still had whatever milk was
left in the other breast, I told Nora to suckle at it and she
did. It felt so good to have our positions reversed. To have my
hated sister humbled before me and willing to serve. Thinking
about my situation, I realized that I wouldn't have enough milk
to control very many people for some time. But Nora already had
power over lots of people. So all I would have to do was keep
Nora under my power, and have her make her slaves obey me. That
only left Anne, and I was going to enjoy taking care of her.
I pushed Nora's head down to my crotch as I began to
formulate my plans for the coming day. Nora and Anne were going
to wish they had never had their fun with me. Now it was my turn.
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